was hangIng up there In the driftwood. Then, a lIttle fa rther on, we, found the bodies. TI'he} weren't ten feet apart." "'-"That happened?" I said. "There was a stornl and they were drunk and the boat capsIzed and they went into the water," he said. "This is the Bering S d. \Vhen } ou go into the water up here, that's the end of the Y , 1 d o" "tory. au ve 1a It. "I don't know whether you've no- tIced," F'uller said, "but there aren't any life preser\ ers on this boat." The boat began to cotne around. It rocked and slipped and lunlbered into the wind. Now that we were out of the trough, the heavy rolling stopped, and the boat sat .:1 little stectdier, but the head wind held us down to a butnpy crawl. \Ve bll1l1ped through the chop for about an hour. It was a queer, empt) twilit hour. There was nothing to see but the boat and the blowing rain and a few h und red feet of wild gray wdter vanishing into fog. It gave me an uneasy feeling. It was fnghten- ing to think thdt onl} half an inch of walrus hide lct) between us and the clutch of that glacial watel But I was too tn-ed and cratnped and cold to reall\ dunk about it. -' L\ sheet of white ice etl1erged frotn the fog. It was shore ice anchored to a point of land. 'V e tnoved along the flank of the ice, and the fog began to thin. The wind was blowing in off- shol e gust , and it tore the thinning fog away in sudden streaks and patches. Land appeared bèyonJ the ice. There was a ndlTO beach piled high with driftwood, a low embanktnent, and then a tnist) reach of tundra. A rhythtnic whistling sounded overhead. I twisted my head and looked It was a string of twenty or thirty big, dark-headed ducks swinging out to sea. rheir si7e and the whistling nl. Hle thenl goldeneyes. They dropped and brdked .::lnd settled down on the water. Kunnuk and Pikonganna exchanged 1 a couple of shouts, and we edged ,.. closer in to shore. l"'he shore Ice shelf was deep] V undercut, and its surface t.. was ravaged with cracks and potholes. But dppdrentJ} it would do-or would hdve to do. lVe catnc alongside, lifting and Lilling in the chop, and two of the Blen leaned out and hdcked d way the flinls) overhang. Another tnan and one of the boys j u111ped out on the Ice and held the boat fast with lines. Kunn uk catne forward. His e) es were red, and hi face looked drawn. " E b d " h O d " Tl . . very 0 ) out, e sal. lIS Ice is no good. The old tnan says is too rotten to hold the boat. So \\ c unload : f \ . . W,,* :. .....:-; .' ::'{. . <> ' t\ . . l" , t" r f: t. ,; ,'. I:::. .....$ .:. ' .. 'i:, f J , } t: -==: =f ). .$: .... f'.... } ; :.' ., '1"... :.:'" .." .' It . :".. :: I" .... < 0' · ; .-- f . :::: '. .:: J . !: 'J. >.:: clMt I ,1... .. ""': '\ if !', ( I ^ [ :. :>. " '. " d < . .:> .. . (<0.:.... . 'oX '.. 000' :.". " ....f *- j' 115 .'* k ., someone lovely just passed by' , \ \ '\ \' t \ \. . t 1t It .. . ':( , \ :. ) , l' .' t'" .\.. ........ ... .::,.:., <:)".\..; .;..* <Ø .</' . .' :&. . . >. . .. Parfums D'ORSAY - Paris I New York Intoxication/Parfum 1 oz. $25 I Eau de Toilette $6 / Mist $5 Press Scent Parfum $5/ Bath Oil $7.50 I Dusting Powder $5 Created at the Chateau de Chevalier D'Orsay, Paris